Saturday I was suppose to go to watch a dressage show, but it was cancelled due to the virus. I think it's smart really, and it freed up some time to spend with the husband. I don't remember the last time we just hung out. It was fun. In the afternoon he had to go to work, and I ran out to work at the center because Tuesday I have meetings all night long. Denali continues to be adorable, and a bit sore. Her new smartpaks came and I changed her from SmartFlex Repair to Cosequin ASU. They had a 1/2 of sale for the Cosequin and that was the only way I could afford the loading dose. My vet suggested a while ago to try it, so I hope she moves around a bit better. Most of it is due to the mud, but she still seems sore. I wish you all could have met her a year ago and then now. She's a different horse. It's nice to see her so happy.
I also ran out and got my new bit. They ordered and exchanged my KK Ultra for one that would fit Denali. I didn't even ask them. I just made a remark that the one I won didn't fit her. I tried the new one on Denali and the look on her face was AWESOME!! It was a "what in the hell do you think you're doing. We're standing in the middle of a field." She was a good girl and kept chomping at the bit (ha!) After determining that it WOULD fit her I took it off and she went back with her friends.
|Meet the Lease Pony!|
One "pony" and I had to have a 20 minute "discussion" on how to walk into the barn. AKA: Don't run over me. Don't run past me, Don't lead me. He eventually got it, but hell if I was going to let him win. The rest were good. The owners new boy is just amazing. I wish I could take pictures of him, but I'd feel weird since she competes all over the US and doesn't know I have this blog. I always feel weird when I talk about the GWB. He is massive and I felt so tiny leading him in.
Two interesting things happened yesterday. A girl was cleaning stalls and came up to me and started telling me what to do. I was a bit confused but figured that maybe she's been here for a long time and I just now met her. I let her go on and on. Eventually I stopped her and introduced myself. I asked her how long she has worked here (nicely, I promise.) Yesterday was her first day. I nicely told her that I have worked here a year if she ever needs help telling the horses apart.
Another woman came up to me and started talking to me in a slow, weird manner. I thought that maybe she had a speech impediment, or something else wrong. She was visiting a friends horse for her. After a second or two I realized that she didn't think that I spoke English. I told her what she wanted to hear, and the look on her face was awesome. I'm 6ft tall with the whitest skin and brown curly hair. I would love to have some Latino in my blood, but I don't.
Denali says hi and she promises pictures of her fat self soon. Hope you had a great weekend and that your ponies are staying healthy!